Previously-

Gaara was fighting enemy forces while Naruto was tricked into being far away from the battlefield for his own protection. Naruto found out that Gaara was fighting by himself and returned to see the end of the fight and when He went to Gaara to celebrate the success an enemy soldier which was still in the process of dying stabbed Naruto from the back effectively sentencing him to death. Gaara took his lovers corpse and fled to the depths of the church. Sasuke who has been left behind aged and had children with Sakura. He grow old to see his grandchildren and saw Kakashi and Irukas funeral as well as Sakuras. He never stopped loving Naruto

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Now-

Gaara's p.o.v:

I carried my blondes limp body past the doorway and into our church. My heart was cracking and splintering in the most excruciating way. My throat was so thick I wasn't even sure I would be able to breath. It's my fault. It's all my fault. I stumbled my way across the floor, my normally sure footing was unsteady and I found that I was on the verge of collapsing. I struggled to get up the stairs to the balcony, my feet nearly slipping on each step. I was gasping for air by the time I reached the belfry where I fell down to my knees, unable to push through any longer. I looked down at the blonde, pushing some of his hair out of his face. My vision was blurry, and I realized that tears were falling onto his face. I didn't want this to end. I didn't want to lose him. A strange idea came into being then. I won't lose him. I will just follow after him. A seeping form of madness began to trickle in my mind with a tantalizing offer. I refuse to be apart from him, so if I must die to remain by his side then..... so be it. I grabbed a blade, before remembering that it would do no good. My hands would have to suffice. I looked over him. I could still hear his faintly beating heartbeat. It was deathly quiet and every beat I feared was his last. His body was breaking down. He was already gone in the sense he had lost his consciousnesses oblivion. I leaned in close to him and began to whisper in his ear, though I doubt he could hear me.

"May we meet in another life and may it be filled only with joy." Another life. the though brought on fresh panic. How could I insure that such a thing would come to pass? How could I be sure that we would be indeed reborn to be together again? I looked down at my hand, which were stained red with blood and knew the answer. The only answer which I could come up with to end the agonizing torture. Everything is grim and bleak and it seemed as though ever second that dragged one as a second brought only more pain and suffering. "I am sorry for what I am about to do. I hope you can forgive me." I whispered, kissing his ear before going going down to his wounds and licking up a few droplets of his blood. Letting them soak onto my tongue. His blood was sweet and strong. It broke my heart. I pulled my wrist up to my mouth and tore it open, letting my blood spill and mix with his. I pulled his closer to me and tilted his head back and letting my blood drizzle into his mouth and down his throat. Sunlight was beginning to stream through the window but I didn't care. Soon I would be done and I would let it turn me into ash. I sat and watched him, and the edge of the Suns' reach creep closer and closer. My mind was wallowing my misery. I knew he wanted me to keep living. I would feel the same for him. Such a tragic thing. We both love each other, and we both are working willing to die for the other, however neither of us were willing to have the other die for them. We live together, so shall we die together. I closed my eyes, resigning myself to my fate. When something echoed in my ears. My clean, unmarked, perfect ears. A sound that would have stopped my heart if it wasn't stopped already. Naruto's heart. I drew in a ragged breath as my head fell into my hands.

It stopped beating.

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